How old have I been? How many years have I been? In this life, at this moment, why, why have I experienced the vicissitudes of life? Who have I really loved? Whose sweetness have I loved? Whose face have I loved? Who have I loved infinitely? I love lonely love.

Leave some memories, leave some legends, selfless old men, affectionately look at every space of heaven, earth, mountains and seas. Wang Feng saw himself forty years later, how could he be like this? Repeated life, the ultimate truth of man, real learning should not be man, not man's own existence, it turned out to be right, the biggest destroyer of the galaxy universe, and at the same time the biggest captive person, is man.

Once, how many people pursued to become kings, especially in China, which has a large population, it is really sentimental, the inner saint and the outer king, once, I still wrote a little bit without writing novels, it should be placed in the first part or so of the imagination, once, I didn't want to explain it, I still explained, I used to use words and words just for pleasure, I used to use pleasure without serious thinking, the guide was wrong again and again, and some mistakes could not be turned back, like noodles that have been eaten for three days, and the noodles that were not eaten three days ago cannot be restored.

What is learning? People-oriented is not considered learning, learning everywhere is not learning, there is no so-called learning of the zài, no one's existence is the existence of the zài, which subverts Wang Feng's light thinking.

Wang Feng knows that the next self will be a majestic man, before the pound, it is the vicissitudes of life, Wang Feng from the smile and optimism of the storage zài, to the vicissitudes of the state of mind, this is the process, the process that must be passed, without it, it can not be transformed into a majestic man.

Note: The fiction part of this book has long been temporarily completed, and what I am writing now is the author's world of words. The book has been explained many times, and there are still more than 100 people passing by who are not serious and say that this is not a novel, of course this is not a novel, of course this is the author's "small" statement.

Note: I am listening to the doll (Jin Zhijuan) singing "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring".

Note: Huang Yi, "Dragon Battle in the Wild", Long Ying said: "The mountain is high and the white clouds are flying, and the bamboo is dense and the water is not in the way."

Note: Before 10 o'clock in the evening, you have to hurry to the customer's house to get something, and don't build yì to read this book, because it stops and jumps to come and go, hahaha......!